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Chapter 568 Goodbye Ten Thousand Ghosts
In the air above the Tongxian Inner Sea.

A flying boat from Dali rowed across the sea of ​​clouds.

On the flying boat pavilion, Zheng Ming was lazily leaning on the soft couch, holding a book of travel notes and casually reading.

Beside, Yan Lingji was brewing a pot of tea, the fragrance of the tea was as faint as mist, wafting Zheng Ming's predecessor.

"Your Majesty, just now came the news from Jinyiwei that people from the two sects have arrived in Tianmu City. At present, Tianmu City has opened the Tianmu City."

Xiao Fuzi walked into the room and said softly.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly, and asked, "Did they fight?"

Xiao Fuzi said: "There have been fights, but it was only a touch. I don't know the specific situation, but City Lord Xu seems to be injured."

Zheng Ming raised his head in surprise, and said, "Just one touch, did Xu Qingyang get hurt? Who made the move?"

"Bai Qingyan, one of the three great masters of Mediation Immortal Sect." Xiao Fuzi said.

Zheng Ming raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Zheng Ming knew more about Bai Qingyan than Xu Qingyang.

After all, Jin Yiwei has already collected all the information on all the strong men on the Sendai list, and pays special attention to the strong men of the two religions.

Zheng Ming knew that Bai Qingyan's strength was very strong and his abilities were very strange, but he never expected that he would be so much stronger than Xu Qingyang.

"By the way, did you find Wan Gui?" Zheng Ming asked.

There are only a few strong men in the Northwest Territory, Xu Qingyang is in Tianmu City, Bai Ze and Wen Zhong are by his side now, apart from them, there is only the mysterious guy Wan Gui left.

Tianmu City was attacked by the two sects again, Wan Gui should join in the fun.

So Zheng Ming asked Jin Yiwei to investigate Wan Gui's traces, hoping to find him first.

"We have found it. As His Majesty expected, Wan Gui is near Tianmu City." Xiao Fuzi said.

The corner of Zheng Ming's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "You get someone to pass a message to him, saying that I will be in Tianmu City soon, and I'll ask him to show up when the time comes."

"Your servant obeys." Xiao Fuzi replied.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly, pinching his chin, thoughtful.

For Wan Gui, he had some thoughts in his mind.

A ghost should be very suitable for the underworld.

The flying boat flew for a day and a night, and soon entered the sphere of influence of Tianmu City.

Zheng Ming stretched out of the pavilion and looked at the misty clouds.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

In the distance, three figures flew slowly towards the clouds.

It was none other than Wan Gui and the three of them.

"Lihuang, I knew you would come."

Before flying close, Wan Gui spoke.

Zheng Ming also smiled and said, "I also know that seniors will come to join in the fun."

Wan Gui landed beside Zheng Ming, but looked at the attic in surprise.

"Hey, it seems that there is an extra master."

Zheng Ming naturally knew who he was talking about, who else could be besides Bai Ze.

But it's not just Bai Ze.

"The two religions are powerful, and I always need to be prepared."

Wan Gui smiled and said, "If that's the case, you may not be the opponents of the two religions."

"Oh! It seems that senior has already met the strong men of the two religions!" Zheng Ming led Wan Gui into the attic, and the two said as they sat down.

"Looking at it from a distance, well, there is a character who is not even sure about the deity." Wan Gui said.

Yan Lingji brewed tea and brought it in front of the two of them.

Zheng Ming took a sip, not surprised by Wan Gui's words.

"Even Senior Wan Gui is not sure, it seems that this Situ Hierarch is very powerful."

Wan Gui tasted the fragrant tea and looked at Zheng Ming with a half-smile.

"Compared to Situ Shen, this deity is more interested in Li Huang's hole cards."

Zheng Ming smiled and said: "Then senior, why not come with me, and then you can take a good look at the hole cards I prepared."

"That's what I mean." Wan Gui said.

Zheng Ming had a warm smile on his face, with stars shining in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his head and glanced at Yu Nu and Young Master behind Wan Gui.

"I thought senior would get rid of these two people, but I didn't expect to keep them."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Nu and Young Master suddenly froze and their faces turned pale.

Wan Gui said: "Although the two of them are somewhat disobedient, they are cowardly and dare not challenge this deity, so this deity has kept them."

Zheng Ming looked at the young master and said with a smile: "Perhaps senior doesn't know yet, this is the son of Gong Wushuang, the leader of Mediation Immortal Sect, Gong Shijie, keeping him will only cause trouble for senior."

Zheng Ming didn't know the identities of the two of them before, but now Jin Yiwei has clearly investigated the identities of Gong Shijie and Yu Nu.

Gong Wushuang's son really has an unusual status.

Wan Gui raised his head and glanced at Gong Shijie in surprise.

"I didn't expect you to have such an identity!"

Gong Shijie's face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "This subordinate has no intention of deceiving Sir, please forgive me."

Wan Gui frowned slightly.

The reason why he kept Gong Shijie and Yu Nu was because he had just arrived in the Immortal Land and needed two familiar people to provide him with some information.

Now, he has some understanding of the fairy land, and Gong Shijie and Yu Nu are of little use.

What's more, behind these two people is a strong man on the eighth floor of the Immortal Realm, who may cause him some trouble in the future.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "Senior, why don't you let me deal with the two of them for you."

For Gong Shijie and Yu Nu, Zheng Ming naturally didn't like him at all.

These two guys used to manipulate Gui Xiandao behind the scenes and caused Dali a lot of trouble. Although many years have passed, Zheng Ming always remembered it.

"Li Huang has a grudge against them?" Wan Gui asked.

Zheng Ming said: "There is some hatred, but it's not a big deal, I just simply hate them."

Wan Gui nodded slightly, and said: "Then please trouble Li Huang to deal with them."

That casual tone was like dealing with a bunch of garbage, without the slightest emotion.

But think about it.

Wan Gui came from the underworld, and they had a coercive relationship with Gong Shijie and Yu Nu, so how could they have any emotions.

In Wan Gui's mind, Gong Shijie and Yu Nu are not as good as a cup of tea.

Zheng Ming looked at Gong Shijie and Yu Nu with a half-smile, while Gong Shijie and Yu Nu looked pale with panic in their eyes.

"Let's put it down first."

Xiao Fuzi walked in with Lang Ben and Ying Changkong, and directly dragged Gong Shijie and Yu Nu down.

The whole process was extremely fast, without any delay.

It wasn't that Gong Shijie and Yu Nu didn't want to resist, but that they couldn't resist at all.

With the third-level cultivation base of Langben and Yingchangkong Immortal Stage, it is too easy to deal with the two of them.

When they left, Zheng Ming leaned back on the chair and said with a smile, "There are no more eyesores, so I feel much more comfortable."

However, Wan Gui said with some dissatisfaction: "However, he is also the person of the deity. You just took it down like this. Shouldn't you also give the deity some compensation?"

"What kind of compensation does senior want?" Zheng Ming asked.

Wan Gui thought for a while and said: "Treasures of heaven and earth, magical weapons and sharp weapons, and ghost cultivation skills. You can just use a few of them."

Zheng Ming immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this.

This is really a lion's mouth.

Just come here for a few, you want to rob.

"Why don't I give Senior a chance to break through the ninth level of the Immortal Realm?"

Zheng Ming said suddenly.

Wan Gui's expression froze, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared closely at Zheng Ming.

"Are you sure you're not joking!"

"Of course I won't joke with senior." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

Wan Gui's eyes lit up, and his face became serious.

"What kind of opportunity?"

Zheng Ming said: "A elixir that can make seniors break through."

As he spoke, he took out a fourth-rank system golden pill.

Wan Gui looked at the golden elixir and said, "This elixir does contain strong Taoism, but it's not enough for the deity to break through."

Zheng Ming nodded slightly.

The fourth-grade Golden Elixir can only allow practitioners below the sixth level of the Immortal Realm to break through, and for practitioners above the seventh level of the Immortal Realm, the effect is not very great.

"This pill is a fourth-rank golden pill, and there are fifth-rank golden pills on it, and even sixth-rank golden pills."

The luck value of the fourth-rank golden pill is 1 million, and the luck value of the fifth-rank golden pill is 5 million.

It is naturally impossible for Zheng Ming to spend 5 million luck points in exchange for a fifth-rank golden pill in order to lure all ghosts.

"The fourth rank has such a moral meaning. If the fifth rank is raised by another rank, it will indeed allow the deity to break through."

"Sixth Grade!"

Wan Gui suddenly raised his head and looked at Zheng Ming in shock.

"Rank [-] can make people enter the fairyland!"

Becoming a fairy is the pursuit of every cultivator, even Wangui is no exception.

Moreover, if Wan Gui wants to return to the Underworld, he needs to break through the bottleneck of the ninth floor of the Immortal Terrace Realm and enter the real ghost fairy realm.

In fact, there is also a elixir in the underworld that allows ghost cultivators to directly enter the realm of ghosts and immortals, but the previous ghosts are not qualified to touch it.

"It should be possible, but I haven't seen it before." Zheng Ming said.

It does exist in the system, but the price is too expensive, and he has never exchanged it.

Wan Gui took a deep breath, his expression became dignified.

He couldn't be sure if Zheng Ming's words were true or not, but he couldn't give up such an opportunity.

"What conditions?"

"Join Dali and serve Dali for a hundred years." Zheng Ming said.

"That's it?" Wan Gui said in surprise.

A hundred years is not a long time for him, it can even be said to be very short.

He didn't expect Zheng Ming's conditions to be so simple.

"That's right, that's it." Zheng Ming smiled.

Is this condition simple?

It's really simple.

For most cultivators above the Xiantai realm, it is very simple. After all, the lifespan of cultivators above the Xiantai realm can reach more than 5000 years.

But for Da Li and Zheng Ming, a hundred years is really, really long.

It has only been 27 years since Zheng Ming ascended the throne. If another hundred years pass, who knows where Da Li will go.

"Aren't you afraid of being robbed by this deity?" A sharp light flashed in Wan Gui's eyes.

Zheng Ming raised his head, looked at him with a faint smile, and said, "I believe senior won't."

Wan Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sharp breath locked on him.

The breath was so sharp that it made him feel chills.

"This is!"

He was shocked!
Looking around in amazement, his consciousness spread and searched for the source of the breath.

But no matter how he searched, he couldn't find the source of the breath.

"I believe that seniors will not steal my things." Zheng Ming looked at him with a half-smile.

Besides Lei Zhenzi, who else could make Wan Gui so nervous.

This time, Zheng Ming brought all the trump cards in his hand. After all, Situ Shen was an eighth-level powerhouse in the Immortal Terrace Realm, and Zheng Ming really couldn't handle it without Lei Zhenzi's trump card.

At the same time, Zheng Ming also wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Wan Gui, an unstable factor.

"I promise you." Wan Gui came back to his senses and said in a low voice.

Zheng Ming laughed loudly, and said: "With the help of senior Wangui, I, Dali, will definitely show my ambitions. I will offer tea to seniors instead of wine."

Wan Gui picked up the tea and heaved a sigh of relief after feeling the sharp breath disappear.

(End of this chapter)